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the bleeding of my soul is leaving trails of blood

soaking into the soles of people's shoes as they walk by

but a trail of blood can not tell the story or carry the pain

only I know the story and only I carry the pain of this blood

the shoes may carry the blood but they will never carry the pain

my soul is running out of blood to bleed, my eyes are running out of tears to cry

I am running out of worthlessness but I will never run out of pain

because layer after layer of pain lies untouched inside

and the only way it can see the sun is to bleed my soul dry